[Verse 1]
Have you seen the place they keep the dead
Do you still have a heavy head?
You work your fingers to the bone
Put on your wooden overcoat

[Chorus]
Does anybody know the best way to get home
It's getting late and I'm afraid of my own shadow
I should get singing before my songs been sung
Youth is wasted on the young

[Verse 2]
You leave this place
You leave your pride
Don't threaten me with better times
You ask me what our future holds
I'll dig a hole and say let's go
Your heart of gold turned into stone
Don't ask what you don't want to know
But I want to know

[Chorus]
Does anybody know the best way to get home
It's getting late and I'm afraid of my own shadow
I should get singing before my songs been sung
Youth is wasted on the young
[Outro]